Platonic (but not really)

therapy session

                           Beverly's POV:

My dad brought me to my therapy appointment I was really nervous about it because I didn't know what they were going to ask me. I didn't want it to go like in the movies where people lay down on a couch and have to talk about their childhood or relationships with their family because that's not always the issue.

We got out of the car. You could tell I was nervous. my dad said, Sweetie everything is going to be fine. He said while comforting me. We walked towards the door and it wasn't a really big building it was the size of a house. We walked in and I had to say my name at the counter and I was sent upstairs to go to room 2 for my appointment. My dad had to wait downstairs until I was done.

                               In room 2:

I walked in room 2 and my therapist greeted me by shaking hands. She introduced herself.

Hello, it's nice to meet you my name is Elizabeth. She said with a kind facial expression. Hi. I basically whispered I was shaking and didn't know what to do or say. Okay so I heard you got diagnosed with social anxiety and autism, am I correct? She said while sitting at her desk and pointed where I could sit. Yes i did. I said shaking. Okay so I'm going to help you figure out where you're social anxiety came from because it can be caused by stress and overthinking. Can you answer these questions as honest as possible? Yes I can. Okay great she said while grabbing her notebook. do you have a lot of stress?
Yeah I do. Okay and about what? Mostly about.. uhm talking to people, going to school, eye contact and ordering for myself. Alright and Do you do anything to get distracted from that? She asked while righting in her notebook. When I have to go in the bus I just avoid eye contact I only make eye contact with the bus driver when I get in or out. I just look at my phone while listening to music. Are you okay she asked. While I was pealing off the skin around my nails. Uhm not really I'm just really nervous. It's okay, what do you like to do in your free time? Drawing. Alright I have a paper and pencil right here, if you just draw you also don't have to focus on eye contact. Thank you. I said with a big smile on my face. And what about talking to people? I do I just get pretty nervous and if it is a conversation where I'm sitting I just shake my leg up and down and otherwise I'll just be fiddling with my hands. Okay so what do you do at school? Uhm... I just talk to my friends and ignore the rest of the students and what they say.
We kept on talking about school stuff, the therapy session was 30 minutes. She also gave me a diary to right in, she told me no one would have to read it it was just to express my feelings for if I didn't want to talk to anyone.

20 minute time skip:

Okay that was it for today and I'm sorry we didn't get to know each other normally the first session is about getting to know each other. But it's okay we'll do that next week. She said with a smile. Okay that's fine, Bye. Have a great day. She said. Have good day, see you next week. I said to her.

I walked out of the building telling my dad what we talked about and that she told me we would get to know each other at the next session. Ooh dad she also let me draw so I wouldn't pay attention to how much eye contact to keep. She's amazing! My dad was happy that I didn't hate her and that I could just open up to her, Because my dad knew how hard that was to me.

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